Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"I can't believe it, I just fell asleep... you sold our freedom?"

Rocket Raccoon sat in despair on the seat of the Xandar Centurion's ship. Its furry face was full of sadness of being betrayed. Beside it, the tree figure Groot was scratching his head. He didn't quite understand. The rocket was sad about something, but he still comforted in a low voice:

"My name is Groot..."

"Damn it! He's just being nice to you!"

Rocket shrugged off Groot's comforting vine hand, yelling, "You don't see them looking at me like they're looking at pets! Oh shit! That bully, he's looking at people Sometimes, there was no emotion in his eyes! He is a cold-blooded monster! And you, Groot, I thought you were a sensible treant, but you are also a lunatic!"

It was so sad that it seemed to shed tears at any moment, and it whispered:

"You sold my freedom and on top of that, I didn't get a penny..."

"My name is Groot!"

The Treant patted Rocket Raccoon on the shoulder with a smile on his face, and said softly, "My name is Groot..."

"Damn! Stay away from me, you are not my best friend anymore!"

The raccoon scolded with disgust on his face: "You are the only one who is willing to go to that damn new world! I want to be a free bounty hunter! I only care about how much money I can make! Damn bully treats you well? You have worked so hard speak for him!"

The strange exchange between the two guys lasted for a full 10 minutes. Finally, the big tengu who was reading a book couldn't stand it anymore, and threw a high-tech key to the noisy Rocket Raccoon.

"Actually, if all you care about is money...it's easier to do."

This indifferent handsome man stared at the book in his hand, reached out to pick up the drink on the table, and said while drinking gracefully:

"When the Xandars left, they didn't take many things with them. This is the key to the vault of the Xandar City Bank. When we go back, that place will be under your management. Now...let me get the quiet I want, Thanks!"

Rocket Raccoon held the black key tightly in his hand, as if changing his face, he jumped up from his seat crazily, and hugged the tree man:

"Wow! Groot, you are indeed my lucky star. Picking you up from the Wandering Star Field was the most correct choice I ever made. I love you so much..."

"My name is Groot?"

There was also a joyful smile on the face of Shuren Mumu. He reached out and put the violent raccoon on his shoulder, and turned his head to ask a question. Rocket played with the 27-fold encrypted key in his hand, and replied indifferently:

"For the sake of the treasury, I can kneel down and kiss the toes of the overlord who brought me wealth anytime! I swear, my loyalty belongs to the overlord! Until the money is gone!"

"Shut up! Or I'll sew your mouth shut with the wind!"

A vein flashed across the big tengu's forehead. He finally lost patience with the noisy raccoon. The next moment, Rocket quickly stretched the zipper on his mouth, hugged his vault key, and looked at him. Happiness, small eyes and Mimi are together, it's like holding the whole heaven.

On the other side, in the conference hall that has been converted into a fighting room, a fight with a huge gap is going on.

This Centurion ship belonging to Irani Rael has complete functions, but many of them are not used by Cyber, so he made simple modifications to it during the half-day stay on Xandar. The specific modification process is... All the relaxation and entertainment facilities and office facilities were removed, leaving only an office with a rest function, and all other places were transformed into foldable simple portals, and Weapon assembly room and fighting room.

This ensures that although the ship is only escorted by 50 black assault ships on the periphery, once it encounters a battle, Cyber ​​can summon tens of thousands of demons from the coordinates of the demon star Xandar to join the battle within 10 minutes , In the extreme state, this ship can even directly transport tens of thousands of demon warriors fully armed with Xandar's arsenal, and drop them into the center of the battlefield.

Under the transformation of the demon mages with wide-open minds, Ms. Rael's elegant ship has completely turned into a sky fortress with a strong magical atmosphere.

"boom"

The fully armed Drax was knocked to the ground by Sim's punch. The two big men looked evenly matched, but in fact the battle ended quickly, every time.

"That's all you can do?"

"boom"

Sim's combat boots stepped on Drax's chest, pressing him down and making him unable to stand up. Under the light above his head, the bald head of the big black man shone maliciously. The blood has been surging in Sim's veins, which makes him a thorough powerist. He looks down on those weak people very much, but this is not because of his malicious heart, but because of his habits. Say, Sim is much kinder than 90% of demons.

It's just that he has a weird human form, with the effect of +100 ferocious aura, and we all know that the world always judges people by their appearance.

"How dare you call yourself the "Destroyer" with such little skill?"

Sim ruthlessly humiliated Drax's mind, making the latter furious, and Seb, who was watching the macho wrestling, noticed that with the rise of Drax's anger, bright red spots all over his body The weird tattoos are also getting brighter and brighter. After being easily knocked down by Sim for the 17th time, the bright red tattoos on Drax's body have reached a blood-stained level.

This gave him a hint of a ferocious beast. His fists became heavier, his movements became more and more crazy, and his ability to resist blows became stronger and stronger, but instead, his sanity was rapidly decreasing. , At the end of the fight, Drax couldn't even speak a complete language, and could only face Gang with Simm by instinct.

"boom"

He punched Sim in the face with a scarlet glowing punch, knocking the Berserker Lord back for the first time. The Destroyer seemed inspired, and he beat his chest with his arms like an orangutan, and moved towards Sim. He pounced on it, spread his ten fingers, and scales flew off Sim's body that was caught by his two paws.

Yes, under the berserk attack of the Destroyer, the Berserker Demon even opened up the defense scales on his body.

But Drax, whose potential has not been fully developed, can only do so.

"Aha! It's interesting!"

Sim's eyes shone with the frenzy of fighting. He took a step back and dodged Drax's berserk combo. Two groups of dark green flames appeared on his fists. He blocked with his left fist and smashed out with his right fist, like a poisonous dragon coming out of a hole. , smashed all the defenses of the Destroyer with one punch, and threw his blood-stained body into the air. Sim stepped forward again, and threw his left leg like a sharp blade out of its sheath, and smashed the wind-piercing whip leg precisely. on the neck of the Destroyer.

"bang bang bang"

The swift blow sent Drax's body flying like a baseball, hitting first the wall and then the floor. He struggled to get up, but fell to the ground the next moment.

Sim's blow used two-thirds of his full strength, and directly broke half of the bones in the Destroyer's chest, and made him have signs of concussion. Standing up was already impossible for him. .

"swish"

Sim walked in front of Drax, he knelt down, looked at the unwilling eyes of the Destroyer with tyrannical eyes, and whispered:

"You could have been stronger...but alas, I can't feel your will in your fists, I just saw a mad beast, this madness doesn't make you stronger, on the contrary, it limits Your strength...you are so overwhelmed by hatred, how pitiful...you trash!"

"Kill...kill me!"

Drax struggled and shouted, "Kill me! Don't humiliate me! Don't humiliate my revenge!"

"You like this... can't take the road of revenge at all."

Sim stood up and put his hands in the pockets of his black military trousers. He snorted, "It seems that your wife and daughter died in vain. I can smell the fear in your heart about that damned Ronan, really. ...now you really look like a coward!"

Sim doesn't talk so much on weekdays. It seems that he really regrets Drax's talent. This is probably what we often say about sympathy, but it's a pity that Sim is not the only one who destroys. Afterwards, Sim turned around and hummed the crooked song of hell, and left the combat room without hesitation, leaving Drax alone in the dark waiting to die silently.

And Saibo walked out of the darkness slowly. He stood quietly not far from Drax. There was too much difference between the two of them. Never try to spot Cyber ​​standing in front of him.

He saw Drax's clenched fists, saw his lowered head, heard his suppressed sobs, and saw him smashing his fists to the ground in despair, as if he was suffering from his own weakness, as if He is extremely sad for his own cowardice.

At this moment, Saibo found that he understood this tyrannical alien by accident.

It turns out that the Avengers in each world are the same...they are all in the same pain, and they are all in the same pain, looking for hope and relief that are almost impossible.

"It's painful, isn't it?"

Saibo suddenly asked: "From the moment your wife and children died, to now, you live in pain and self-blame every day, right?"

"Who! Who's there!"

The Destroyer raised his head abruptly, with a ferocious expression on his face, as if he had turned back into the original villain who dominated Keen Prison. Sebo noticed that the wound on his body had begun to heal, and the serious injury of broken bones seemed to have begun to spontaneously heal. heal.

It made him more interested in the potential of the Destroyer eh.

"It's you! Overlord..."

Drax recognized the slender black-haired human being in front of him. He was as strong as Sim, and he was as humble as dust in front of this person. But that doesn't make him feel intimidated. After being exposed to the most painful scars by Sim, Drax is in a tendency to pursue self-destruction, and he has nothing to fear.

"Are you going to laugh at me too?"

"Do you think I'm the type to do that kind of boring stuff?"

Saibo stepped forward and stopped in front of Drax's eyes. The dark blue flame lines intertwined rapidly behind him, stopped, passed through, and quickly formed a flame throne. Saibo sat on it, holding himself scythe, looking at the Destroyer, he whispered:

"You have lived through so many painful days, have you ever drawn strength from the pain?"

"I... I don't understand!"

Drax lowered his head in shame, and Sim's words woke him up. He suddenly realized that in the past, he really only cared about hatred, but never thought of such a real revenge. Now, Overlord asked The same question, this time he didn't argue again, but bowed his head and admitted his own shortcomings.

"I don't understand... please teach me!"

He knelt on the ground with difficulty, his proud head sank into the dust at this moment: "Please teach me how to become stronger?"

"Your tragedy is just because you made a mistake..."

A cigar popped out of Sable's finger, and he lit it. In the darkness, between sparks flickering, Sable said softly:

"Your relatives are your most precious thing. You should protect them, but you don't have the strength to do that. If you have enough strength, Ronan can't kill your relatives, so Ronan keeps an eye on When you are, you have failed, and if you have the strength, when Sim humiliates you, you can fight back, instead of hiding here like a bitch and crying helplessly... So, tell me , your failure, because of what?"

"I...I'm too weak!"

The Destroyer said harshly, "I am as weak as dust that can be trampled on at will."

"You lack power, and an Avenger without power is a most terrible tragedy... You, want power?"

Sable's voice sounded like a ghost, and Drax nodded subconsciously:

"I need strength!"

He changed his movements, knelt on the ground, put his hands on the ground, his head touched the ground, and said sincerely:

"Please give me the power to take revenge!"

"Every power has a price... Are you ready to pay?"

Sebo looked at Drax, he didn't care whether the person in front of him was loyal or not. Although he was short of manpower now, he didn't need a weak chicken like the Destroyer. Now Drax couldn't even beat a high-level demon, Sebo Just out of curiosity, he wanted to see how far the Avenger in front of him could go after getting the necessary help.

Because of Drax's special physique, he reminded him of a guy who would give everyone a headache...Hulk!

"I'm willing to give anything!"

Drax raised his head, and he looked at Saber, with flames jumping in his eyes, the flames could burn his opponents, and he could also burn himself, it was the eyes of a desperate lunatic.

"After ending my feud with Ronan, I will be the sharpest sword in your hand! I swear by Drax's surname to the Spirit of War! I will never betray!"

"Then stand up... I don't need kneeling slaves, from today onwards, you will be the last demon warrior of the Devil Gang, you are the end of an era, and you will also be the beginning of a new era... Let me see how far you can go in this star field..."

"Don't let me down, my red giant..."